I Too Am Great!

I Too Am Great!

The epitome of greatness.you set the tone,marked the standard,Lit the torchthat would bring lightto dark placesilluminating all tracesof ignorance..oh the blissi felt before you
no reference pointor shoes to fillstanding stillrunning in circlesNo cares in the worldiwascontentcontent with mediocritypopularity and trendy accolades"best dressed" type superlativesappreciations from thosewho lack depthand substancewho never really saw memuch less knew met only the illusion.You have always been the epitomeof greatnessi guess thats why it was alwaysa strugglelife's testfor me to measure up to youor so i fearedit took yearsand momentsfor this clarity I hold near..to make me realizei too am great...I too great!I too am splendidpenned it verbatim as:"lovely, fabulous, heir to the throne",Spirit be my home,beautiful poeticsfrom dome, to pen, to padI have hadmany smiles and blushed cheeks. Weak moments, but truth speaks. I too am great i too am remarkable, unchartable talent, the mold has been broken since 1984, 5th day of november, scorpio born, hard not to remember, the day I was chosen, many called but few stand up. I stand up, get up, shout out, sing loud their story...For those before me, and many more after, my memoirs/rantings create full chapters. So read me, write me, play me, paint me cross broken dilapitated high rises, I rises, No surprises its all here..I speak clearly...nearly finished stanzas and pause, for the cause and purpose of not overwhelming, those ADD inflicted souls, much like mine, chasing time, tryna find....thier own greatness...

You too are great
yes you
Single mother
Raising 2 or more
So much in store for u
If u choose
Don’t be blue
and lonely
Only the strong survive
deep inside
lies a force strong when u fall weak
a voice that speaks
to those mountains and say
be thou removed
a power so fierce
ur enemies run at command
just stand
I am that I am
Overstands
And knows ur plight
And u in the fight of your life
Fighting for ur freedom
From the streets and poverty
only solutions seemingly
prostitution,
pimping and slanging
Im sanging this
Spitting this
Rhyme for u too
The most high knew
Of ur greatness
Before u were conceived
Before ur name
Was even formed to be
U were
There’s no prison that can hold u
Media brainwash they can show u
Forget the lies that they’ve told u
That denies ur own greatness
Take this
Tape this
Burn this on cd’s dvd’s
Itunes and facebook
Please look
Within
Rethink false religions
man made slavery
working
365
Keeping u from destiny
Christ’s love is alive
And its not in a box
The paradox
Is found doctrine
Its absurd
Did u hear the words
Coming from the Word
This and even greater shall u do after
Lets make full chapters
And books of this greatness
Make this
Babylon
Take this and eat this
Illuminati can’t stop the divine
On borrowed time they are
Shine like stars
Chosen ones
Get up and run
The words ur gun
Rise like the sun
And shine

Helen Marie
copywrite october 2009

Writer's Block

I got writer’s block
My feelings talk in languages
I can not comprehend...
Its like deep within
Way passed the rhymes and pretty wordplay
theres something
I just gotta,
haveta,
needta to say.
I just cant seem
to express
I press and I press...
Congested verbage
Stuck in one place
Yearning for freedom
My thoughts like Sudanese diggers
Feigns for my pen and pad
Im begging to see them
If I could just
Release
Time cease
Beads of sweat crease my pad
As I push and I push
In my attempt to bring out of me
That fire that heat within.
May the gift of healing I possess
Possess these words
As you read and/or listen
Please ingest these words
If power of thought and intent is so strong
I will myself to get along with every enemy
I repel insanity
I write….
I write
Even tho
Inspiration’s not knocking like usually
I got some Yang blocking my Yin
Disrupting the flow of my Chi

It will come…
So I press..
And I press

With high expectations
I wait for the sign
Busy signal received
No threeway phoneline
Just waiting
Just waiting
Time sub-
sides

I get this writers blocking
When im talking bout
Making that underground guerilla warefare type ish
That music for the spirit
That food for thought
Powers that be
Beg that I speak not
Maybe I ought
But..nah i got to do this
Cant refuse it
As the voice of the Divine
Begins to shine past the madness
I take God’s hand
I couldn’t have planned this encounter any better

Words like river running
Now begin to flow from
The breath of the
Almighty into my psyche
Im getting high see
High off of inspired scripting
Texting LOL at my circumstances
God has a sense of humor
I got my chance now I
Run with full force
Mind now refueled
I see u
I feel u
Everything I write
Now
Is truly for you
Its for that
Youngsta searching for love thru people
Not knowing to look within
I speak now for the muffled cries of those broken and martyred
Whose voices were borrowed and stolen from thieves
Never to be returned
And cast to the side like weeds
I perceive their pain
And I overstand it..
I take on ur burdens and pray past it
I Fast
pass it to the angels who fight for us
Putting all trust in the MOST HIGH
Even when the streets cry at the lost of a young soul
We still be whole
Cuz tho we feel pained
We are not alone God loves us so
God loves us SO
Much more than we’ll even know...in this life or the next
Don’t stress
Cuz I press
and I press...
And I
write for you…

Black Coffee

Bitter like coffee
black no creamer
No sweet
She be filled up with anger and pain
Say she don’t look at God the same
And I
Go speechless..

Speechless because
No words
Or poetic phrases
Can be muttered
Or written down on pages
That will erase the memories
Of He inside of she
Raping her youth
Her purity
Her virginity
With no remorse

She feels God
But ignores his voice
Feels like he
Robbed her of choice
And left her helpless and battered
At just 12 years old
Her tiny world was shattered
Everyone who was supposed to protect
they scattered and ran
and she was left empty and shamed
he smeared her name
took his gain
and lived on

So
she
now
be
bitter
black coffee
No creamer
No sugar
No sweet
Just bitter
And cold.